Tang Zhou was crouching, trying to sneak away under the office desk.
But just as he reached the end of the desk, his head bumped into a pair of meticulously ironed trousers. He looked up to find Leng Chenmo smiling down at him.
Damn it…
Did he really find me?
Even with a cap, glasses, and a mask on, did this assistant have eyes like a hawk?
"Isn't it uncomfortable to keep crouching?" Leng Chenmo asked, a playful gaze on Tang Zhou.
"I'm tying my shoelaces!"
Tang Zhou pretentiously untied and retied his canvas shoelaces, the laces that were never loose. He then stood up suddenly, his hands tucked in his hoodie pockets: "What brings you here?"
"I want a child, so I came for consultation. What about you? The same?" Leng Chenmo teased him with a smirk.
"Who would be the same as you, I am…" Tang Zhou's voice halted as he couldn't think of a good excuse.
Leng Chenmo leaned in closely and whispered into his ear: "Hm?"
